It feels like I spent the weekend in hell. And, no, I assure I'm not being overly dramatic.
For those of you who don't know, SoCal isn't all nice weather & beautiful beaches. In fact, a lot of SoCal has pretty shitty weather. Particularly the part I live in because it's the desert, aka: no one wants to there cause it's hotter than balls hence why the rent is SO affordable.
A must have to living in this area, much like Nevada or Texas, is central air conditioning.
Which we had, until Saturday morning when I woke up drenched in sweat wondering why the fuck my room felt like it was cooking me alive. Turns out a/c's compressor has a hole in it, causing it to leak all the freon & be of no more use to us than a fucking refrigerator magnet.
So I've talked to the landlord & she's supposed to get us a whole new a/c unit...soon.
*sigh* It's only supposed to be a high of 103 this week...no big deal.
In the meantime we're supposed to learn to adapt to this poor folk living & drink plenty of water so we don't end up dying of heat stroke or looking like this:
|Yeah, we totally rock that underwear around that house too.|
This weekend wasn't all bad though. We took the god-kids to see the Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailey circus, which luckily was very air conditioned, and had lots fun.
You see the photos in the right & left top hand side? Those are girls in bubbles. For real, I sat there with my mouth agape thinking how awesome it would be to be able to do a fucking leg lift without pulling a hamstring & there they were in a bubble, hundreds of fee of the floor, doing all kinds of artsy splits.
Here's a (pretty long) video of the acrobatic Troupe Scala performing some of their pretty freakin' impressive flips & jumps.
The most impressive, IMO? Go to the 3:10 mark & watch.
How was your weekend?